Seasonality:Embracing Change

My cousin George Marshall Jr. (or Sonny, as we all knew him) passed away this weekend. He was quite the character, that boy. My Uncle George was a rancher, and we used to go up to Bogata every summer for the rodeo. My sister Gus even won a fancy belt buckle once in the kids' pig scramble! It was no big surprise when Sonny started out his career as a rodeo clown. The shock came when I heard he was traveling all over the country producing rodeos. I think, however, his true talent was as a master prankster and story teller. We'll be driving up to Dallas today, then on to Bogata tomorrow for his memorial service. Yup, a lotta people are gonna miss that man's sense of humor. Especially those rip-snorters he was forever posting on facebook!